dear pretty hallway girl,
it's me again. is this weird? writing letters? i should probably just man up and ask for your number, right? do people even ask for numbers—never mind, that isn't why i'm here.
we passed each other in the halls again today! it seemed like my friends noticed you first, because as i was walking by you, my friend chenle pushed me and i bumped into you.
i remember getting really embarrassed, and you clearly were as well judging by your blush, but you simply said "sorry" and sped away.
i still don't know why you apologized me when i was the one who bumped into you, but i don't regret it? you have the most amazing voice i've ever heard.
it's so soft-spoken, almost like your afraid to speak up and draw attention to yourself. there's a certain lightness to it as well, and i don't know how to describe it in any other way that pretty. i'm not the best with words, but i hope to hear you talk more in the future. it makes me smile.
i still feel really bad about the whole bumping into you thing, and i'm sorry i still don't know your name, so uh... sorry pretty hallway girl.
the guy with annoying friends,
jung sungchan